Crashing into an Old Flame

Only they knew how they had felt when they saw Maxim sitting on the dining table, facing the wall while he popped grapes in his mouth idly.

While they stood there stunned, the man leisurely asked them to take it easy and not bother him before he walked away from the dining table and sat on the kitchen counter instead, still facing the wall.

The happiness in his voice was pretty harsh on their ears.

Diana covered her face in her palms when she heard them narrate the incident.

She flashed apologetic gazes at both the ladies before walking towards Maxim.

When she stood in front of him, his eyes landed on her. And his face was full of smiles.

He had faint dark circles under his eyes and he looked rather tired but Diana could not understand that gleeful expression on that ridiculously handsome face of his.

She had never asked him to keep standing here. What was he thinking?

’’Come with me.’’

’’Sure,’’ Maxim tilted his head to the side, without moving an inch.

Diana raised her brows.